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n4tsum1-san · 7 hours ago

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- Wriothesley brings civilians onboard his flying ship for safety, while Clorinde, Chevreuse, and Arlecchino + her Fatui hold up the city's defenses, making sure no monsters get through;

- Navia leads the Spina in various search-and-rescue operations for people who have gone missing during the chaos;

- Neuvillette takes the physical form of the Hydro Dragon and charges right into the fray, scattering the enemy forces like pebbles;

- Mavuika taps into the power of Yohualtecuhtin and Ronova once again, extending the Ode of Resurrection to all of Natlan once again;

- Kinich temporarily grants Ajaw access to his body so he can surpass his mortal limits, becoming powerful enough to take down Iniquitous Baptists and Tenebrous Papillae singlehandedly;

- Squadrons of dragonriders Qucusaur Riders doing aerial combat, raining fire on their enemies from above;

- Enjou, in a sudden twist of fate, realizes that he's grown fond of humanity during his investigations of ancient lore and decides to betray the Abyss Order, fighting alongside the tribes and purifying Abyssal contamination from Saurians.

So, wouldn't it be fun if, when the Cataclysm happens, we temporarily enter a trial stage where we can see what the rest of Teyvat is doing while we're (presumably) in Khaenri'ah?

Like, Paimon makes an off-handed remark about how she hopes our friends are alright before we enter a domain, and next thing you know, we're playing as Jean back in Mondstadt, following her as she orders the knights to defend the city, before finding out to the Cathedral has been targeted and running up the flights of stairs alongside Lisa, Noelle, Mika and Eula. Once they reach the Cathedral, they rush to the basement alongside Barbara, only to find Albert rifling through priceless artifacts.

Then Albert reveals himself to be an Abyss Herald, saying how he spent the past years pretending to be an unsettling Barbara fan so he could be near the Cathedral and figure out the building's layout, as well as learn more about Barbatos.

We then beat him up for it. (I just want an excuse to beat up Albert). And, after the battle is over, Barbara wonders about Rosaria's whereabouts.

Rosaria is currently rushing through Springvale, trying to reach Wolvendom to see if Razor is alright. Diona, Bennet and Fischl are following her, alongside Draff and a few hunters.

They fight alongside Andrius and a pack of wolves, fending off the Abyss, especially the rifthounds (the people of Springvale evacuated to Mondstadt City).

And, just as the next wave of monsters appears, we cut to Dawn Winery, where Diluc, Kaeya and Amber are protecting the estate. (Assuming Kaeya is in Mond and not fighting his demons back in Khaenri'ah).

Meanwhile, in Dragonspine, Albedo, Mona, Klee and Sucrose are fending off a bunch of Abyssal monsters with the help of Albedo's siblings (there's an entire pack of rifthounds circling the group in a protective manner).

Then we hear an earth-shattering roar and a revived Durin suddenly takes to the sky, starting the final segment of the Mond Cataclysm fight, where we accompany Dvalin, Durin and Venti in a battle in the skies, the old foes now allies.

Then we jump from region to region, finding out how our friends are doing while the world burns to the ground.

Notable mentions that I'll probably include in another post at a later date include:

- Qiqi healing Millelith soldiers while Keqing fends off the Abyss;

- Hu tao, Shenhe and Baizhu dealing with restless spirits in Wuwang Hill;

- Rhodeia single-handledly protecting Qingce Village with a thousand Hydro mimics;

- The Akitsu Kimodameshi Youkai children attempting to protect other kids in Hanamizaka, and when that almost fails, Itto and Yoimiya swoop in to protect the kids;

- Sara, Heizou, Kokomi and Gorou working together to fend off monsters coming from the Dark Sea to Watatsumi, with Raiden on the frontlines;

- Yae sending out fox spirits to protect Narukami Island from atop the Shrine;

- Xiao, Yelan and Yanfei fighting at the Chasm;

- Wanderer fighting alongside the Pari before returning to Sumeru city to help Nahida;

- Nahida and the Aranara coordinating efforts to protect and guide all the people of Sumeru, be if by offering protection or providing oasis and safe havens;

- The Akasha being temporarily back so the entire regionof Sumeru is connected, with eremites and people from the rainforest sharing knowledge, be it the location of enemies, evacuation routes or first-aid tips. The children and elderly are also swapping stories, to calm each other down and avoid panicking;

- Nilou is guarding the Sanctuary of Surasthana, not that anyone is getting near Sumeru city, what with the green shield of Dendro and Apep looming in the background;

- Lyney and Lynette looking for Freminet, only to see a gigantic hydro construct of Pers fighting a Wolflord alongside the Salon Solitaire (Freminet and Furina besties agenda);

- Enemies such as Treasure Hoarders and Fatui fighting alongside the playable characters against the Abyss.

#GIANT CINEMATIC BATTLE SCENE FT. ALL THE PLACES WE'VE VISITED & THE PEOPLE WE'VE MET MY BELOVED!!!#teyvat may be ending but her inhabitants will fight to the very last breath for the world they live in #genshin impact #mondstadt #liyue #inazuma #sumeru #fontaine #natlan

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himasgod · 2 days ago

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Hermanubis x Reader

Where even though you gave Deshret a second chance, your heart begins to break towards Hermanubis

What if the events of Chapter VI of King Deshret's fanfic were changed? In this alternate timeline, the Queen, you, travels back in time to before Deshret betrayed you, in order to give him a second chance. And yet, even with the pain of being betrayed, you begin to seek refuge in Hermanubis, your greatest confidant, who begins to change his loyalty towards Deshret into hatred, and his devotion towards you, his queen, into love, becoming your secret lover.

(I DID IT. FINALLY. I'VE BEEN WANTING TO FINISH THIS FOR SO LONG. MY HERMANUBIS BRAINROT IS BACK, I LOVED HIM. PLEASE SUPPORT HIM.)

When you opened your eyes, the desert air filled your lungs, bringing you back to life. You travel back time again. You felt the icy edge of loneliness and the fury of a cruel fate.

But something had changed. You recognized the place, the golden walls of the palace, the preparations for a wedding that seemed like a distant echo. Time had turned back, returning you to the day the marriage contract would be signed.

You were not the same.

Your hands trembled, but your thoughts were clear: this time, you would not allow yourself to be used or your future taken from you. You took the pen firmly, adding an unexpected clause to the contract: not only would infidelity be punished, but you demanded the freedom to break the marriage if your life was ever endangered by Deshret's decisions.

As the scribes murmured among themselves, you felt a familiar presence behind you. Hermanubis, the silent guardian and priest of the realm, watched you with his deep golden eyes. He was always there, in the shadows, watching over Deshret’s safety…

And, secretly, yours.

“Are you sure about this?” His voice rang low and gravelly, with a note of concern.

“More than ever,” you replied, meeting his eyes bravely. “I will not make the same mistakes.”

After adding the clause, you focused on the wedding preparations, but you did not spend those days in isolation. You sought out Hermanubis’s help, trusting in his knowledge of the protective runes and enchantments that could secure your future.

“I want to protect myself from that which could harm my marriage,” you confessed to him one afternoon, as he examined the designs of the bracelet you planned to give to Deshret.

Hermanubis cocked his head, his sharp gaze scanning your intentions.

“And protect yourself from Deshret? Have you considered that as well?”

You were silent for a moment, the weight of the truth tightening your chest. “If it becomes necessary… I must do it as well.”

He nodded slowly, admiring your determination. Over the next few weeks, you worked together to perfect the bracelet’s design and engrave the runes.

One night, as you worked on the bracelet, awhisper echoed in your mind, deep and ancient:

“My queen, why do you fight so hard for someone who has already betrayed you?”

You turned quickly, but there was no one in the room. Then, you saw him again. That tall, majestic shadow emerged from the dark corners, eyes glowing like embers and a figure shrouded in dark mist.

“Why do you say that?” you asked cautiously, though your heart was pounding.

“Because I see the mark of betrayal in your soul,” he replied calmly. “Deshret is not worthy of your loyalty, nor of your love.”

Despite his coldness, there was something in his voice that reassured you. As if the words he spoke, though harsh, were a reflection of the truth you dared not admit.

There was an honesty in Hermanubis that you hadn’t found in anyone else, and his loyalty wasn’t blind; it was based on sound judgment and a deep understanding of the world.

The wedding day came quickly. Dressed in a golden robe and sparkling jewels, you crossed the halls to the altar where Deshret awaited you. His gaze was filled with admiration, but there was something about it that you couldn’t quite decipher.

Before exchanging vows, you offered him the bracelet, your gift. “Promise me you’ll never take it off,” you said firmly, and he, pleased, agreed.

But as the words of the contract echoed through the room, you felt an uneasiness you couldn’t ignore. Deshret was majestic, but his heart always seemed to be somewhere else, as if he were searching for something beyond what was in front of him.

That night, during the celebration, your eyes sought out Hermanubis in the crowd.

He was there, watching from the shadows as always. When your gazes met, an inexplicable spark ran through your body.

You felt the absolute urge to go find him.

You found Hermanubis in the palace gardens. He was standing under the stars, his dark figure contrasting with the silver moonlight.

“Why are you here?” you asked, approaching him.

“Because I can’t ignore what I feel,” he answered with an honesty that left you speechless.

"He wasn't even looking at you. He was marrying you, the most beautiful woman, and he wasn't even looking at you. I wanted to beat Deshret's face until my hands bled. But I held back, so I came here. The moon relaxes me."

For the first time, Hermanubis dropped the cold mask he had always worn. His eyes looked at you with an intensity that made you shiver. He looked clearly angry, his marked jaw was tense, his gaze full of hatred avoiding your gaze.

The mere thought of you marrying Deshret felt like a viper in his stomach.

As the months passed, you realized that, although Deshret kept his promise of loyalty, something was missing in your relationship. He was too busy thinking about his plans of greatness that he didn't pay attention to you.

In those moments of solitude, Hermanubis was there. Always willing to listen, always willing to offer his wisdom. He was not just a guardian or priest, but someone who understood your fears, your frustrations, and your dreams.

When Nabu Malikata arrived at the palace, he attempted to use his Allure to enthrall Deshret. But the runes you had engraved on the bracelets protected him, and her attempts were in vain. Frustrated, the goddess tried to manipulate him in other ways, but each time she did, you and Hermanubis were there to thwart her plans.

Finally, one night, Nabu Malikata confronted Hermanubis directly.

“Why do you protect this woman?” he asked, his voice laced with venom.

“Because she is more than a queen. She is my light in the darkness,” Hermanubis replied without hesitation.

Nabu Malikata stepped back, surprised by the intensity of his words.

Other night, after a banquet where Nabu Malikata had, again, tried unsuccessfully to attract Deshret’s attention, you encountered Hermanubis in the palace gardens. The starlight illuminated his sharp features and the intensity of his gaze.

“She will not stop,” you said, referring to the Goddess of Flowers. “She keeps trying to claim him.”

“Deshret is strong,” Hermanubis replied, but his tone was neutral, as if he were unconvinced.

“What if he fails? What if she succeeds in destroying what I have built?”

He took a step toward you, and for the first time, touched your hand. His touch was warm, protective.

“Then I will be here. I will not allow anything or anyone to harm you. I'd rather die, my queen"

The tension between you grew over time, until finally you could ignore it no longer. One night, when Deshret was away on an expedition, you encountered Hermanubis in the private chambers where you used to discuss strategies and runes.

“This cannot continue,” you said, though your voice trembled.

“Why not?” he replied, taking a step toward you. “Why ignoring what we both feel?"

"I will protect you, my queen. Forget Deshret. I have tried to suppress my love to you, but I cannot. I will fight any beast to prove that I am worthy of you. I will give you everything he has not given you, I will give you security, wisdom, everything that…"

However, he was cut off when you interrupted him by hugging his neck and kissing his lips, while he let out a murmur with a smile forming on his lips and grabbed your hips firmly as he gently laid you down on the bed, caressing the fabrics that covered, not for long, your skin.

A few hours later that night, as you watched Hermanubis's bare back lying next to you in bed, his body covered by the golden silk sheets, you knew that you had found something real, something that Deshret could never give you: a love that was equal in passion and devotion, built on respect and mutual understanding.

One night, as you lay in Hermanubis’s arms, you realized you could no longer pretend.

“I no longer love Deshret,” you admitted, your words filled with pain and release.

Hermanubis held you tightly, his voice soft as he replied,

“Then let me be the one to love you. Let me be the one to protect you.”

Over time, Hermanubis became more than just a guardian or secret lover; he was your confidant, your companion, and the only one who truly understood the weight of your decisions.

On a quiet night, as you looked out over the desert from atop the palace, he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

His lips kissed the top of your head as he looked out at the desert with a calm smile.

“I wouldn’t change any of this,” you murmured, leaning into him.

“Nor I,” he replied, his voice low and full of certainty.

And so, as the desert wind whispered around you, you knew you had found your destiny not on a throne, but in the arms of the one who truly loved your soul.